Surprise!
You are dead, finally...
Some things,
had to give...
I do not care,
whether you were sick,
Used up,
or died in agony.
This is where,
it all ends for you.
Just lay your head,
on my shoulder.
I wil take you,
into sweet oblivion.
You may rest,
from now on.
Do not fear me,
or your fears.
You will be,
remembered.
I have not taken you,
you came to me.
Out of free will,
make the most of it.
That's life,
it sucks.
And then,
you die...
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